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In the morning, she prepared breakfast as usual and waited for me in the dining room, also packing my lunch for the day.
"You've worked hard. Take a break and head to work early," I said. After finishing my meal, I embraced and kissed her before stepping out.
The first thing I did upon leaving was to request leave from Yu Jiamin. After that, I canceled my salary card, checked my account statements, and reported to the police—all in one go.
Investing? She had been transferring 5,000 yuan each month to different personal accounts. I had never seen any investment company use personal accounts for transactions. What kind of investment was that? It was clearly a bottomless pit.
The police refused to take my report due to the insufficient amount involved, but that was fine; I could investigate on my own.
At noon, instead of eating at the office, I bought a small gift and headed straight to Yao Hui's company. I planned to gather information about this investment scammer under the pretense of delivering a surprise.
The receptionist greeted me politely, "Hello, sir. How can I help you?"
"Oh, is Yao Hui here? I'm her husband."
"Yao Hui? Sister Yao resigned over two months ago..."
She had kept too many secrets from me, and I began to worry about our future. What exactly was this not-so-cheap wife of mine, whom I hastily married after just six months of dating, up to?
"Do you know why she left?" I asked, hoping to uncover some clues.
"I think she said she was going back home to get married. The manager didn't approve her leave, so she resigned."
That reason seemed… hard to dispute.
But just as I turned to leave, the girl mumbled to herself, "Strange, isn't her husband someone else?"
I turned my head directly. "Who? Who is he?"
"Ah, it's nothing. Maybe I just saw it wrong," the receptionist girl said, her eyes darting away.
"Are you talking about a guy who's about my height, has long hair, and wears glasses?" I carefully described the boy who had been slapped by Yao Hui outside the restaurant that day.
"No, no, he doesn't wear glasses, and he's shorter than you. He's a little chubby. When Sister Yao left, that guy helped her carry things. I might have made a mistake..."
I tried to recall but confirmed that I had never seen this person before. Yao Hui had never had any male friends around her; she was afraid of interacting with the opposite sex. The traditional preference for boys over girls in her hometown, combined with her mother raising her alone... All these reasons made her a reclusive person who could only communicate with females.
I always thought that my presence had saved her from her twisted psychology. How self-important of me.
Back at the office, I wore a worried expression. Yu Jiamin noticed and kept pursing her lips in disapproval, frustrated at my demeanor.
"Did you have a fight?"
"No."
"Then hurry up and get back to work. Who are you making that face for?"
"I..."
"What do you mean 'I'? Go look in the mirror; even my cucumber is longer than your face!"
"Uh... why do you have cucumbers at home?"
Years of camaraderie allowed me to joke naturally, and being with her always made my worries dissipate quickly.
"What's your focus here?"
"In the cucumber... I'm wondering if there will also be eggplants, radishes, and little electric batons."
"Dong Xiaohui, are you itching for a scratch?"
"Are you going to scratch it?"
"You want me to scratch, huh?" Yu Jiamin extended her long fingers, freshly painted with vibrant red nail polish that gleamed enticingly. This girl had a knack for manicures; her fingertips were as sharp as nails...
"I'll scratch you!"
With a swift motion, I felt a sharp sting on my arm as a red mark appeared. Fortunately, she held back and didn't tear the skin.
"It hurts, it hurts! Spare me, I won't do it again! Boss, big sister, mom! Real mom!" I howled.
"Hey! Good son, go make me some coffee." Yu Jiamin clapped her hands in satisfaction, shooing me away like a dog.
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